Cursed Marissa Meyer Novels & Stories

Sasha places her hand to calm me down. "You are talking to an El Mushacr," he reintroduces himself, as if I didn't understand it a few minutes ago. "And she is Sasha Vahemir. Do you know that with one word, your head could be off your shoulders? She has a lot of power. Your being alive is because of her. If she wanted, she could have asked for your head or other body parts. All your parents would do is cry or wail, but it ends there because she gives the final say. So, El Mushacr, manners," her cousin grits his teeth, his parents smile.

“Why did I listen to you? We are going to be rogues and never find mates.” “I already found my mate,” Marissa rolls her eyes. “He still fucks his tramp and I still feel it. The asshole won’t reject me and won’t accept my rejection. The only way I am free of him is to find a new mate.” Kimberly sobs into her knees, thinking about the rotten life her sister has. And now she has. All because she followed her sister into hell. “I’m sorry,” Kimberly whispers. “Don’t feel sorry for me, just keep it together from now on,” Marissa snap. “No more losing it at Luna Commands.”

“Still fiery. I like that. You’ll need that fire when your father turns up in pieces—oh, wait. You didn’t know I was involved, did you?” Silence fell like a guillotine. Zara froze. “What did you just say?” Marissa smirked. “Oops.” Alec lunged, grabbing her by the collar. “Where is he?” Marissa didn’t flinch. “You want him back? Call off your little clothing empire. Step down. Leave the industry. If you don’t, he dies.” Zara’s breath hitched. “Why? What the hell do you want from me?” Marissa leaned in, whispering like the devil with a secret. “I want Alec back. And I want your name buried so deep the world forgets you ever existed.”

Please be careful of Marissa. Paxton (about 2 hours later): Wilder get away from Marissa!! She is not who she says she is. She’s a witch, a very old dangerous witch!!! Flashes of what happened at her Luna ceremony play in my mind, the rejection…the rejection? That is what caused me to pass out the pain. Why if she was using magic would there have been pain? I decide to go up to my apartment in search of Marissa hoping for answers. A pain begins to radiate through me as I leave my office. My weakened state makes the pain feel so intense I am barely on my feet when I reach my apartment. I stumble in the door and am surprised to find the apartment dark. As I near my room the door is slightly aj

She waited for a reaction from him but there was none. She cleared her throat and continued. “ My powers were sealed by my mother and two of the most powerful elders in our coven. My hair colour is originally red but it was changed when my powers were sealed. When I was fourteen and Rick was seventeen, our coven was attacked by werewolves. My father and mother helped me and my brother escape through the backdoor. We ran to the hill top and watched as our coven was destroyed and our fellow witches carried to captivity. That was the last time I saw my parents” explained Marissa.

he asked, his voice laced with concern. Jessica remained silent, unable to speak through her sobs. Marcus reached out and took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Please, trust me. You can tell me anything," he said, his voice soothing. After a few minutes, Jessica took a deep breath and looked up at Marcus. "I'm cursed," she whispered. Marcus's mouth fell open in shock. "Cursed? What do you mean?" he asked. Jessica took another deep breath before continuing. "I have this curse that makes me unable to control my sexual urges. Whenever I feel horny, I lose control, and I can't stop myself," she explained, her voice trembling.

Marissa’s face flashed through Talia’s mind, and her soft laughter. “She was powerful,” Sera said. “A Destroyer wolf. Seraphine believed she could use her. That Marissa could carry the curse and survive it long enough to do real damage.” “And she couldn’t.” “No.” Sera’s voice dropped. “She wasn’t like Luca. His nature tempers destruction. The king’s bloodline gave him that.” A pause. “Marissa didn’t have it.” Talia closed her eyes. “She killed many,” Sera said. "She killed. Wolves. Humans.” A pause. Precise. Merciless. “Children.”

She turned to Vivian, who wore the same type of creepy smile. “What the hell does she mean by that?” my wolf, Amber, asked inside my mind. She was tired of Vivian and Veronica’s constant bullying, but, for my dad’s sake, I had made her promise not to hurt them. “But…” I was sure I’d heard correctly. I had no doubt that Vivian had cried over her mate bond with a cursed wolf. “But nothing, Lila,” Veronica said. “My daughter can’t be mated to a cursed wolf. He doesn’t even have a pack!” Her eyes were wild with fury.

Their Alpha, Harris, was supposedly cursed, and every mate he’d ever had met a horrible end. "What do they want?" Thorne demanded, his voice sharp. "Alpha Harris is invoking the Moon Goddess Pact… he’s looking for a marriage alliance," the guard stammered. "He needs a female willing to be his Luna, to stop the fighting within his pack." The Elders shot panicked looks at each other. No one wanted to join that cursed pack. No parents would ever send their daughter to such a dangerous place. But I saw my chance. I got to my feet and walked towards the guard, every step solid and sure.

The werewolf gasped and gave up it's ghost, eyes already turned white and a cloud of something malevolent hovered above them, but the flashlight caught it's attention and with the speed of lightening, it rushed to Maris and filled her lungs, earning a sneeze from her. The present~~~Maris. "Oh, no," were the first words Maris uttered the moment she snapped out of her trance. "Why me, why did it kill the werewolf?" "Because of what lives in you, you're not an ordinary counselor... You're the lost queen of the siren kingdom." Jeremy's mother answered, holding Maris' gaze. "That's why you're still alive." Maris got to her feet with a deep frown that was beginning to make her head hurt and swallo